Elizabeth’s POV:
Holy Hell! These reporters apparently don’t give a damn about the game. All of their questions for Ashton have been about me. I didn’t even have any time to prep him for these kinds of questions.
Jacob, God love him, was trying his best to guide the questions back towards the game and Ashton’s fantastic performance, but they simply weren’t having it. For every question about the game, three or four were about his new relationship.
All the reporters and photographers kept searching the room in hopes of catching sight of me. It had already been confirmed by numerous sources that I had, in fact, attended today’s game. They kept pestering Ashton to officially introduce me to the press, but he was smart enough to shoot that idea down immediately.
To my surprise, he managed
